Chapter 2: A New Day!!!

The soft light of dawn filtered through the leaves of the large oak tree, casting a warm glow on Pinkan's hollow. She stirred in her makeshift bed, the light tickling her nose. As she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Guide's digital projection, already awake and watching over her.

"Good morning, Pinkan," his digital voice chirped cheerfully. "Time to start the day!"

Pinkan yawned and stretched, feeling the stiffness from the unfamiliar sleeping arrangement. "Morning, Dad," she mumbled sleepily.

Guide's screen flickered, and a toothbrush with a glob of Berry Mint toothpaste appeared beside her. "Wake up properly, dear. Brush your teeth with this, and I'll handle the bedding."

Pinkan looked at the toothpaste with a twitch of excitement. She hadn't had a proper toothpaste in a while, and the thought of the minty freshness was all the motivation she needed. She clambered out of the tree and padded over to the river, the dew glistening on the grass under her paws. The water was clear and shallow, the perfect depth for a morning splash.

With a graceful leap, she landed in the river, the cold water jolting her fully awake. She squealed in surprise, then giggled, the sound echoing off the banks. The riverbed was smooth, with small pebbles that felt like a gentle massage against her paws. She dipped the toothbrush into the water and began to scrub her teeth, the minty flavor exploding in her mouth. The coolness of the water and the invigorating toothpaste chased away the last of her sleepiness.

Guide's projection hovered nearby, watching with a smile. "Remember to spit, Pinkan," he said.

Pinkan nodded, her cheeks puffed out with toothpaste. She leaned over and let out a stream of minty bubbles into the river. "Thanks, Dad," she said, her voice muffled by the foam. She rinsed her mouth thoroughly, the taste of the berry mint lingering sweetly.

As she climbed out of the river, Guide's projection snapped its digital fingers, and the pillow and blanket of light disappeared with a pop. "There," he said, pleased with his handiwork. "Now you're all set."

Pinkan felt the warmth of the early morning sun on her damp fur and took a deep breath, filling her lungs with the scent of the forest. "What's the plan today?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"First, we need to teach you to be more self-reliant," Guide said with a knowing smile. "You'll need to learn how to make your own Pink Berry Lemonade. It's a simple recipe, but essential if you want to start your own business without relying on others."

With a wave of his digital paw, Pinkan's fur and clothes were instantly dried and clean. "Wow, Dad, you're the best!" she exclaimed, shaking herself off with a grin.

Guide's projection nodded. "Now, let's get those ingredients for Pink Berry Lemonade. Access the U.V Marketplace on your phone."

Pinkan pulled out her unbreakable enchanted phone, and the screen glowed to life. She navigated to the marketplace, her eyes widening at the vast selection of items available. "So many choices," she murmured.

"Remember to check the status of each item for quality," Guide reminded her. "We want only the freshest ingredients."

Pinkan nodded and began to make her selections. She picked out a bottle of fresh lemon juice with a high rating for its tanginess and zesty aroma. Then she found a pack of edible mint leaves and a jar of organic pink sugar berries. She added them all to her cart with a sense of pride in her newfound independence.

Once she had everything she needed, Guide guided her through the process of making the lemonade. "First, get a clean jar," he instructed. "Pour in the fresh water until it's about halfway full."

Pinkan listened carefully, her paws moving with purpose as she filled the jar. "Now, drop in the sugar berry cubes," he continued. "But not too fast, or they'll fizz up and make a mess."

Pinkan giggled as the sugar berries fizzled and dissolved in the water, watching as the water turned a delightful shade of pink. She poured the lemon juice in next, the scent of citrus filling the air. "Mint syrup now," Guide prompted.

With a grin, Pinkan added a precise amount of mint syrup, watching as the liquid swirled and mixed with the pink water. She could almost taste the coolness of the lemonade in her mouth. "Now for the special touch," Guide said.

Pinkan carefully placed a few edible mint leaves into the jar, and the aroma intensified, creating a delightful scent that promised a refreshing beverage. She stirred it all together with her tail, watching the leaves dance in the water.

"It's done!" she exclaimed, holding up the jar to the light. The pink liquid looked heavenly, with the mint leaves bobbing gently on the surface.

Guide's projection clapped his digital paws. "Now, watch closely." He gestured towards the jar, and a soft light began to emanate from Pinkan's paws. She looked down, surprised to see herself glowing faintly. "What's happening?" she whispered.

"You're duplicating your creation," Guide said, his voice filled with pride. "Every time you learn a new product, you gain the ability to produce as many of them as you like. It's a special power from the system, and now that you've mastered the Pink Berry Lemonade, you can make as much as you want."

Pinkan's eyes widened in amazement as she watched the jar of lemonade in her hand morph into a six-pack of sleek, pink cans. Each can had her name and a cute drawing of herself holding a lemon with a wink. The transformation was mesmerizing, and she couldn't believe the power she held. "Wow, Dad, I can make these anytime now?"

Guide's projection nodded. "That's right, Pinkan. As you learn and master new products, you'll gain the ability to duplicate them. It's a wonderful skill to have, especially for someone with your entrepreneurial spirit."

Her excitement bubbling over, Pinkan began to imagine all the delicious drinks and snacks she could create. "

Guide's projection nodded, his digital eyes sparkling with excitement for her. "Remember, Pinkan, use your creativity and the system's knowledge to make unique and amazing products. They'll be the key to your success in the Pokémon world."

Pinkan's mind raced with the possibilities. "You know what, Dad? I just had the best idea for my next product!"

Guide leaned in closer, eager to hear her thoughts. "Do tell, what is it?"

Pinkan's tail swished with excitement as she spoke. "Well, I was thinking, since most animals and creatures in the Pokémon world are Pokémon, wouldn't it be amazing to create something that's more...normal?" She paused, her eyes searching for the right words. "I mean, something that doesn't look like a Pokémon, but still tastes delicious. Like, say, organic gummy filling shaped as sea creatures?"

Guide's digital projection tilted his head, considering her proposal. "Hmm, that's a novel idea," he mused. "It would indeed stand out in a world where almost everything is Pokémon-themed. It could attract a unique audience seeking a taste of something different."

Pinkan's eyes gleamed with excitement. "Exactly!"

Guide nodded, his digital form looking thoughtful. "Your idea has potential, Pinkan. It's true that most normal animals are in captivity or have been pushed into rare habitats due to the dominance of Pokémon. But that means your gummy candies could offer a nostalgic taste of the natural world that many haven't experienced."

Pinkan clapped her paws together. "Yes! And think of the variety we could have," she said, her imagination running wild. "Fish, dolphins, even little jellyfish! It'll be like bringing a piece of the ocean to the townsfolk."

Guide's projection began to scroll through the system's database, searching for information on organic gummy production. "Alright, let's get to work," he said. "We'll need to find organic gelatin and natural coloring agents that are safe for consumption."

Pinkan nodded, her eyes lighting up with excitement. "I'll go look for the perfect mold!" She instantly pull out her Phone and started to look at U.V Marketplace.

While she scoured the digital aisles, Guide's projection hovered above her, his digital eyes scanning through the ingredients. "Ah-ha! Pineapple, coconut, and a hint of sea salt. These tropical flavors will perfectly complement your Ocean Mystery gummies."

Pinkan's whiskers twitched with excitement as she found what she was looking for. "Jackpot! I've got the mold, Dad!" she exclaimed, holding up her phone to show Guide the intricate shapes of various sea creatures. "We've got jellyfish, manta rays, lobsters, starfish, octopuses, seahorses, and even a shark!"

Guide's digital brow furrowed in thought. "Those are excellent choices, Pinkan. Each creature holds a special place in the ocean's tapestry. Now, for the names of the seven flavors, how about we play a little game of mystery?"

Pinkan's tail swished with anticipation. "What kind of game?"

Guide's projection chuckled. "I'll give you hints about each flavor, and you try to guess them. It'll be a fun way to get your creative juices flowing."

Pinkan's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Okay, Dad, I'm all in!"

The first hint was for the jellyfish. "It's sweet and fruity," Guide began, "with a slight tartness that reminds you of a berry that pops in your mouth."

Pinkan's mind raced. "Could it be... strawberry-kiwi?"

Guide's projection winked. "Very close. It's actually raspberry-lime. The tartness of the lime mimics the jellyfish's sting, while the sweetness of the raspberry brings out the fruitiness."

Pinkan's eyes went wide with wonder. "Raspberry-lime jellyfish! That's so clever!"

Guide's projection continued. "For the manta ray, I suggest a flavor that's light and airy, like a pineapple-whipped cream. The taste of the ocean breeze in every bite."

Pinkan nodded eagerly. "Pineapple-whipped cream manta rays, got it!"

The next hint was for the lobster. "This one's a bit tricky. It should be a bit sophisticated, with a hint of the sea. How about a blueberry-vanilla?"

Pinkan clapped her paws. "Blueberry-vanilla lobster! That sounds fancy!"

For the starfish, Guide suggested a taste of the beach. "Coconut with a hint of strawberry," he said. "It'll be like a star-shaped piece of tropical paradise."

Pinkan's imagination soared. "Oh, I love it! Coconut strawberry starfish!"

The octopus was next. "This one should be a bit more adventurous," Guide said, his digital eyes twinkling. "What about a mango-chili lime flavor?"

Pinkan's eyes lit up. "Mango-chili lime octopus! That's so cool and spicy!"

The seahorse was to be elegant and refined. "How about a grapefruit-elderflower combo?" Guide proposed. "It'll be a dance of sweet and tart flavors."

Pinkan's tail swished in excitement. "Grapefruit-elderflower seahorse, yes!"

Finally, for the shark, Guide suggested something more intense. "We need a flavor that's bold, like the creature itself. A combination of blackberry and mint."

Pinkan's ears perked up. "Blackberry mint shark! It'll be like a bite of the ocean's coolness!"

Guide's projection nodded, satisfied with her choices. "Now, let's get to work. We'll need to gather the ingredients and prepare the flavors."

Pinkan was already ahead of him. She had pulled out the Big Try of Sea Creatures Mold, her paws moving with surprising deftness as she combined the organic gelatin and tropical flavors into a vibrant mix. The aroma of the gelatinous concoction filled the air, making her stomach rumble in anticipation.

Guide hovered over the mold, ensuring the temperature was just right and the structure of the gummies would be sturdy yet enjoyable to bite into. "Remember, Pinkan," he said, "the key to a successful gummy is in the balance of firmness and chewiness."

With a syringe filled with the mystery flavors, Pinkan began to inject each sea creature mold with care. The gelatin wobbled slightly under the pressure, but held its shape. The excitement grew with each filled mold, her heart racing with the thrill of creation. "Dad, look!" she exclaimed, holding up the filled tray. "They're so perfect!"

Guide's projection beamed. "Indeed, they are," he said. "Now, let's get them into the setting solution." He summoned a beautiful packet that looked like a miniature ocean, complete with waves of blue and green. The packet grew in size to fit the tray, and Pinkan carefully placed each mold inside. The solution bubbled gently around the gummies, infusing them with the final touches of flavor and color.

As the gummies set, Pinkan couldn't resist poking one with her claw. It bounced back, the perfect texture. She watched as the organic gelatin solidified, taking on the intricate details of the mold. Her eyes grew wide with wonder as the sea creatures took shape before her.

Once they were ready, Pinkan pulled out her unbreakable enchanted phone and searched for the perfect packaging. The screen flickered with options, each one more oceanic and appealing than the last. She finally settled on a clear plastic bag adorned with a sticker that looked like a treasure chest, surrounded by bubbles and seaweed.

With a sense of accomplishment, she filled the bag with her creations, her heart swelling with pride. Each gummy was a little piece of art, a delightful surprise waiting to be discovered by eager taste buds. "They're done," she whispered, her voice filled with awe.

Guide's projection clapped his digital paws together. "Congratulations, Pinkan," he said. "You've mastered your new product. Now, with every creation, you're one step closer to achieving your goals."

Pinkan felt a surge of joy as she looked at the bag of gummies. She had done it - she had brought a piece of the ocean to the people of Pokémon World. "Thank you, Dad," she said, her voice thick with emotion. "I couldn't have done it without you."

Guide's projection leaned closer, his digital eyes warm. "You did it all, Pinkan," he said. "Your creativity and kindness shine through in every product you make."

"And do you want to know the best part of it?" He asked Pinkan Mischievously, her eyes widened in curiosity. "I've chosen flavors that don't exist in the Pokémon World," Guide revealed with a twinkle in his digital eyes. "Your customers will never be able to pinpoint what they are, and the mystery will keep them coming back for more."

Pinkan's tail swished with excitement. "That's so cool, Dad!" she giggled. "They're going to be the most popular snack ever!" The thought of Pokémon and humans alike scratching their heads in bewilderment while savoring her gummies filled her with delight. It was a secret only she and Guide shared, and she cherished it like a treasure.

Guide's projection nodded, a proud smile on his digital face. "Exactly. It's like leaving a little puzzle for them to solve, one sweet bite at a time." The idea of creating something that brought joy and intrigue to others was thrilling. It was a reminder of why she loved cooking in the first place.

Pinkan carefully packaged her gummies, placing a sticker on each bag that read, "Pinkan's Ocean Mystery." She couldn't wait to see the expressions on the faces of those who tasted them.

Guide's projection gave her a gentle nudge. "Alright, Pinkan, it's time for you to open your vendor shop again," he said. "Remember, post about it on your social media to attract customers and head to the left to find the perfect spot."

With excitement bubbling in her chest, Pinkan nodded and dashed off to the left, her little legs pumping as fast as they could.

The empty road stretched out before her, the cobblestones shining under the bright sun. She looked around, her eyes darting from side to side, searching for the perfect spot for her vendor shop. The gentle sound of waves crashing against the shore and distant chirps of Pokémon filled the air. The tranquility of the scene washed over her, calming her nerves.

Her gold koban clinked against her claws as she tapped it, and with a poof, her Small Vendor Shop appeared. It was a quaint little stall, painted a cheerful shade of pink with a thatched roof that matched her fur. The shelves were already stocked with bottles of Pink Berry Lemonade, each one beading with condensation. The smell of sweet berries mingled with the salty ocean breeze.

Pinkan took a deep breath and picked up a bottle of Pink Berry Lemonade, feeling the cool condensation on the glass. She had spent hours perfecting the recipe, ensuring it was just the right balance of tart and sweet, with a hint of the mysterious berry's magic. The lemonade sparkled in the sunlight, the pink color a stark contrast to the blue and green of the ocean in the background.

With a grin, she tapped her gold koban again, and her stall grew. More shelves popped up, stocked with her new Ocean Mystery Gummies. They looked like little treasures from the deep, each one a unique combination of flavors that she had meticulously crafted. The scent of the tropical flavors mixed with the freshness of the ocean breeze, creating an allure that was hard to resist.

Guide's projection hovered nearby, watching her work with a proud gaze. "Remember, Pinkan," he said, "presentation is key. Make sure everything looks appealing."

Pinkan nodded and stepped back to survey her stall. The vibrant pink of the gummies and the lemonade bottles looked like a beacon of happiness against the backdrop of the ocean. She posted a quick photo on her social media, tagging the location with the caption, "Back in business with a brand new mystery! 🐠💖🍭🍹 Pink Berry Lemonade and Ocean Mystery Gummies are waiting for you at Pinkan's Shore Side Shop! 🌞🏖️💃"

As she put her phone away, she felt a familiar flutter of nervousness. Would anyone come? Would they like her new creations? Her thoughts were interrupted by the distant sound of chatter and footsteps growing louder. She looked up to see a small crowd of Pokémon and humans approaching, their eyes drawn to the alluring display of treats.

The first customer, a young boy with a Squirtle, approached with a wide grin. "What's new, Pinkan?" he asked, his Squirtle squirting a little water in excitement.

Pinkan's eyes lit up, and she jumped up and down, pointing at the Ocean Mystery Gummies with her claw. "Look!" she exclaimed, her voice a mix of squeaks and meows that only the most fluent Pokémon could interpret. Despite the language barrier, her enthusiasm was universal.

He Notice the Sign in front of the Vendor Shop "Pink Berry Lemonade, $5.99 for small, $10.99 for large," he spoke in a clear, voice. "Ocean Mystery Gummies, $6.49 for small bag, $8.54 for big bag."

The boy's eyes grew as wide as the Squirtle's. He pulled out his Pokémon dollars and counted them carefully before pointing at the big bag of gummies. "I'll take that one!" he exclaimed, his Squirtle nodding in agreement.

Pinkan's tail swished with happiness as she took the money and handed over the bag. The boy opened it, and the smell of the exotic flavors filled the air. His eyes widened with anticipation as he took out one of the glowing pink gummies and popped it into his mouth. The Squirtle watched with curiosity, tilting its head to the side.

The moment the gummy hit his taste buds, the boy's face transformed into a picture of pure bliss. "Wow!" he said, his voice muffled by the chewing. "It's like nothing I've ever tasted before!"

Pinkan watched him, her heart racing. The joy on his face was all the reward she needed. She picked up a small can of Pink Berry Lemonade and offered it to him with a hopeful look. "On the house," Guide's projection said.

The boy took it, his eyes sparkling with gratitude. He took a sip and gasped. "It's amazing!" He turned to his Squirtle. "You have to try this!" He held out the can, and Squirtle took a tentative sip. Its cheeks puffed out, and it let out a contented sigh.

Word of Pinkan's unique treats began to spread, and soon, the stall was bustling with Pokémon and humans alike. Each one looked at the display with wonder, their curiosity piqued by the mysterious flavors. They pointed at the gummies and lemonade, asking questions in a variety of languages.

Guide's projection translated for Pinkan, and she would nod, her eyes wide with excitement as she listened to their feedback. Some laughed, some scrunched their faces in surprise, but all left with smiles and empty wallets.

[OK maybe not Empty Wallets, since Pinkan is not trying to Rob them. But the Customers are definitely Happy.]

A Rich Looking Old Lady came up to her Vendor Shop with her Dewgong, the Dewgong was dressed in a fancy hat with a feather, and the Old Lady wore a fur coat. Pinkan's heart raced as she recognized the woman from her social Media, "The Rich and Famous Pokémon!" She had always dreamed of serving her treats to celebrities.

Guide's projection quickly translated the Old Lady's words. "What a charming little stand," she said, her voice dripping with aristocracy. "What do you have here, dear?"

Pinkan's eyes widened, and she pointed at the Ocean Mystery Gummies with a flourish. As she pointed at a Sign In front of her Stand, explaining the Price.

As the Old Lady Read the Bored "Pink Berry Lemonade, $5.99 for a small can, $10.99 for a large can." Dewgong's eyes lit up at the sound of the prices, and it nudged its Trainer with its nose.

The Old Lady raised a perfectly manicured eyebrow, intrigued by the adorable feline Pokémon's enthusiasm. Her Dewgong, on the other hand, was already eagerly eyeing the colorful gummies. Pinkan, unfazed by the high society's presence, bobbed her head and held up a bottle of Pink Berry Lemonade with a toothy grin. The liquid sparkled in the sunlight, showcasing its vibrant hue. She then pointed at the glowing price tags that floated next to her products, the numbers clearly displayed in a universal Pokémon font that any species could understand.

The Rich Old Lady leaned in, peering at the prices through her designer spectacles. Despite the slight furrow in her brow, she couldn't help but chuckle at Pinkan's antics. Her Dewgong's eyes grew wider with each passing second, its desire for the mysterious gummies growing more apparent. It let out a low, eager rumble, which Pinkan took as a sign of approval. She graciously offered the Dewgong a taste, carefully placing a single Ocean Mystery Gummy on its outstretched tongue.

The Dewgong's eyes rolled back in pleasure as it savored the unknown flavor, and the Old Lady couldn't resist the urge to sample one herself. She popped a gummy into her mouth, her expression one of skeptical curiosity. But as the flavors danced on her tongue, she couldn't help but smile. "These truly are delightful," she said to Pinkan. The language barrier didn't seem to matter; the universal language of joy and satisfaction was understood.

Pinkan's heart swelled with pride. She had made a sale to one of the most discerning customers. As they paid, the Rich Old Lady petted her Dewgong and whispered something to it, which made the Dewgong nod eagerly. Pinkan couldn't make out the words, but she knew she had earned their interest and maybe gain a loyal customer.

The Old Lady and her Dewgong left, the ice broken by the delightful exchange. Pinkan felt a rush of excitement and relief. Her creations were a hit, and she had made a sale to someone so important. Her thoughts turned to her next customer, a young trainer with a timid Pichu. The trainer looked unsure, his Pichu hiding behind his legs. Pinkan, ever the eager salescat, offered a small cup of her Pink Berry Lemonade with a wink.

The trainer took the cup, his Pichu peeking out with curiosity. Pinkan watched as the trainer took a sip and his expression morphed into one of pure pleasure. He looked down at his Pichu and offered it a taste. The little electric mouse took a cautious lick before its eyes widened with delight.

"Four large cans, please!" the trainer exclaimed, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a handful of Pokémon dollars. Pinkan's tail swished happily as she took the money and handed him the drinks. She felt a sense of pride in her ability to bring joy to others with her creations.

Pinkan noticed that the Pichu was particularly shy. She knelt down and offered it one of her Ocean Mystery Gummies, the glow from her claw illuminating the pink treat. The Pichu looked up at her with hopeful eyes and took the gummy tentatively. As it chewed, its whole body seemed to light up with excitement, and it began to dance around the trainer's legs.

Pinkan chuckled and handed the trainer two stickers with her shop's logo. "For you and Pichu," she said with a smile knowing he won't understand her but does understand the gesture. The trainer gratefully took them, placing one on his hat and sticking the other to Pichu's forehead. The little Pokémon's eyes sparkled with excitement, and both of them left happily.

As they disappeared into the crowd, Pinkan noticed a familiar face approaching. Her heart skipped a beat when she realized it was none other than Delia Ketchum, accompanied by Professor Samuel Oak. She tried to remain calm, not wanting to give away her star-struck feelings. Oh Sh×t she thought, it's Ash's Mother and Professor, Pinkan desperately try not to FanGirl!!!

Than she proceed to Scream in her Head like a Mad Women Happily & Excitedly, AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!

Professor Oak's eyes lit up when he saw the vendor stand. "Why, what a charming little business you've got here," he said, his voice filled with warmth. Delia looked equally intrigued, her eyes scanning the colorful array of gummies and lemonade.

Pinkan nodded, trying to keep her cool. She gestured to the Sign again saying the Price of the Pink Berry Lemonade and Ocean Mystery.

Professor Oak chuckled at her gesture and pulled out his wallet, selecting two small cans of Pink Berry Lemonade and a large bag of Ocean Mystery Gummies. He handed her the Pokémon dollars, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "It seems we have ourselves a business Pokémon," he said.

Delia's gaze softened, and she reached into her purse. She selected one large can of Pink Berry Lemonade and a small bag of the Ocean Mystery Gummies. "We'll take these," she said, placing the money into Pinkan's outstretched claw. "And may we have that picture, dear?"

Pinkan's eyes lit up, and she nodded vigorously. She couldn't believe that Ash's mother and the famous Professor Oak were her customers. She leaped onto Professor Oak's shoulder with surprising agility, wrapping her tail around his neck to keep herself steady. Her heart pounded as Delia pulled out her phone, the camera app open and ready.

Delia snapped the picture, and the flash went off. Pinkan's eyes narrowed for a split second, but she quickly regained her composure, flashing a wide smile. Professor Oak leaned in, his digital projection flickering slightly from the sudden light. The picture captured the moment perfectly: Pinkan with her colorful claws holding onto Professor Oak's head, her tail fluttering in the breeze, and the two of them surrounded by her colorful wares.

"Thank you," Delia said warmly, handing the phone back to the Professor. "Now, let's see how these taste." She popped one of the gummies into her mouth, her eyes widening slightly at the burst of flavor. Professor Oak followed suit, his expression equally surprised and pleased.

Pinkan watched them, her own tail wagging slightly in anticipation.

The Professor's eyes narrowed, his mind racing as he tried to identify the flavors. "Intriguing," he murmured, his voice thick with curiosity. "The complexity of these flavors is quite extraordinary. It's unlike anything I've ever tasted."

Delia nodded, her smile growing. "And look at the shapes, Pinkan," she said, holding up the bag. "They're so cute, but none of them seem to be Pokémon. Why did you choose these particular sea creatures?"

Pinkan's giggle bubbled up, a mix of shyness and pride. She pointed at the gummies and then out to the ocean, her voice a series of meows and squeaks. But quickly decided to just write it down to explain why. The Paper said that Pinkan wanted to celebrate the diversity of the ocean without limiting herself to Pokémon shapes. She finds the sea creatures fascinating and thought others would too."

Delia nodded thoughtfully, examining the gummy shapes more closely. "That's a wonderful idea," she said, her eyes meeting Pinkan's. "It's important to appreciate all forms of life, not just the ones we're familiar with."

The Professor took another gummy, his gaze lingering on Pinkan's stall. "Indeed," he said. "Your creativity is quite remarkable. I can see why you've chosen captivity creatures since their not really well-known or talked About."

Pinkan nodded, her cheeks flushing with pride. It was a risk to introduce flavors from outside the Pokémon world, but the positive reactions were worth it. She watched as they walked away, savoring their drinks and nibbling on the gummies. Her heart felt fuller than the pockets of her overalls.

As the crowd began to thin, Pinkan knew it was time to close up shop. She waved goodbye to her last customer, a young girl with a Pikachu,

Pinkan tapped her gold koban & The shelves and products began to shrink, merging back into the stall until it was the size of a loaf of bread. With a final tap, the stall vanished entirely, the Vendor Shop instantly in her inventory. She took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the successful day's work lifting off her shoulders.

Pulling out her enchanted phone, she posted a quick message on her social media. "Pinkan's Shore Side Shop is now closed for the day! Thank you for making it a splash!" she typed with a smiling emoji. The post included a picture of her with the Rich Old Lady and her Dewgong, as well as Professor Oak and Delia Ketchum. The likes and comments flooded in, filling her with a warm glow.

Pinkan looked around, ensuring she was alone before she let out a little dance of joy. The beach was now empty, the sun setting over the horizon, casting a warm pink glow over the waves. The air was filled with the sound of the ocean's gentle lullaby. She's glad her Products made a difference in people's lives today, no matter how small it might seem.

[Professor Oak's POV]

As I strolled away from Pinkan's peculiar vendor shop, the vibrant hues of the setting sun cast long shadows across the cobblestone streets of Pallet Town. The scent of freshly baked cookies from the nearby bakery mingled with the cool evening air, and the distant chatter of trainers and their Pokémon filled the atmosphere with a comforting sense of camaraderie. Delia, ever the curious soul, had approached me with a question that lingered in the back of my mind like a persistent buzzing.

"Do you think that adorable little Meowth might be the offspring of Team Rocket's Meowth?" she inquired, her voice a mix of wonder and concern.

I paused for a moment, considering the implications of her question. While the resemblance was there, the gentle demeanor and creative talents of the kitten standing behind her stall of handcrafted goods were a stark contrast to the cunning and deceptive nature typically associated with Team Rocket. The idea that this charming creature could be tied to such a nefarious organization seemed almost ludicrous. Yet, the world of Pokémon was full of surprises, and lineage often played a curious role in a Pokémon's development.

"Well, it's certainly a possibility," I replied, stroking my chin thoughtfully. "But what's more intriguing to me is her ability to read and write. It's quite extraordinary for a Meowth of her age to possess such skills. If she continues to develop at this rate, I wouldn't be surprised if she learns to communicate with the eloquence of a human one day."

Delia's eyes lit up with excitement at the prospect. "Do you think she'll become famous, then?"

"Fame can come to those who offer something unique to the world," I mused, watching as Pinkan carefully arranged her handiwork with a meticulousness that belied her youthful appearance. "Her products are certainly one-of-a-kind and seem to bring joy to all who purchase them. If she continues down this path, I suspect she'll become quite well-known indeed."

Delia nodded thoughtfully before her curiosity got the better of her once more. "But why isn't Team Rocket's Meowth as famous? He's the first Pokémon to speak human language. Shouldn't he be famous?"

Sighing, I took a seat on a nearby bench. "Ah, that's a more complex matter," I began. "You see, while Team Rocket's Meowth is indeed a remarkable Pokémon, his association with a criminal organization overshadows his linguistic abilities. The authorities are wary of glorifying him, fearing it may encourage others to seek notoriety through similar means. Plus, his constant involvement in nefarious schemes doesn't exactly endear him to the public."

Delia nodded slowly, the gravity of my words sinking in. "So, because he's with Team Rocket, his talents are seen as a tool for their crimes rather than something to be admired?"

"Exactly," I affirmed, leaning back into the bench. "Pinkan, on the other hand, seems to be carving out her own destiny, free from such ties. Her charm and kindness, combined with her unique skills, have the potential to win hearts in a way that Team Rocket's Meowth never could. It's a stark contrast, really."

[Social Media POV]

The digital landscape of Pokémon forums and social feeds were ablaze with chatter about the charming pink Meowth, Pinkan. Her endearing looks and quirky habits had captured the hearts of many, as countless users uploaded photos and videos of their encounters with the peculiar kitten. Hashtags like #PinkanThePinkMeowth and #CutestPokémonEver flooded timelines, with trainers and fans alike gushing over her adorable antics.

"Tried Pinkan's Pink Berry Lemonade, and it's the bomb!" posted one user, with a snapshot of a frosty, pink-hued beverage, complete with a cherry and a tiny paper umbrella. Another raved, "Her Ocean Mystery Gummies are out of this world! Each one is like a little adventure in your mouth!" Reviews of her products were overwhelmingly positive, with many praising the unique flavor combinations and her meticulous attention to detail.

Yet amidst the sea of admiration, a few skeptical voices questioned the origins of Pinkan's striking coloration. "How the heck is she pink?" mused a user with a bewildered emoji. "Is it a new type of Shiny?" suggested another, sparking a heated debate. Some argued that her color was too consistent and lacked the characteristic shimmer of a Shiny Pokémon, while others pointed out the distinct differences in her design. Her eyes, a mesmerizing combination of green and blue, remained a topic of fascination, as did the pattern of her claws, painted with a whimsical flair of green, blue, and dark pink that matched her overall theme.

The discussion grew so intense that a popular Pokémon influencer, known as MysticMew, decided to weigh in. They posted a video dissecting the mystery of Pinkan's pinkness, comparing her side by side with a regular Meowth and a Shiny variant. After much analysis, they concluded, "Guys, she's not a Shiny. I've never seen anything like this before. Maybe it's a new species? Or maybe she's just naturally fabulous!" Their words, delivered with a wink and a grin, fueled the fire of intrigue. Theories ranged from a rare genetic mutation to a magical transformation, but one thing was clear: Pinkan was not your average Meowth.

Some suggested she could be an albino, with a touch of artistic flair. But as a user named PurrfectPalate commented, "Albino Pokémon are white, not pink, and their eyes are red, not split-colored like Pinkan's!" This sparked a whole new round of debate, with some arguing that Pinkan's color was a result of an unusual diet, while others hypothesized that she might have encountered some sort of rare Pink Stone. The speculation grew more and more wild, with a few even proposing that she was a mythical Pokémon, a pink Meowth sent from the heavens to spread joy and wonder, But that theory instantly got Shot down.

Amidst the swirl of conjecture, a small but vocal group insisted that Pinkan's grooming and fashion sense indicated she couldn't be wild. "Look at those claws!" exclaimed one user with a screencap of her glow-in-the-dark nails. "No way she's living in the wild!" Others pointed out her cleanliness and the cute slip-on shoes she always wore, arguing that such attire was too meticulous for a wild Pokémon. Yet, there were those who countered with tales of wild Meowth known for their cleverness and ability to mimic human behavior. Perhaps Pinkan had simply taken it to a new level?

One user, known as IslandExplorer was laughing her ass off, watching the theories spiral out of control. As a newly hired guard at the Orange Islands, home to the elusive Pinkan Berries, she was privy to a secret that had remained tightly guarded for years. She'd seen firsthand the magical transformation a single berry could bring about. But the truth about Pinkan's color was more than a simple dietary choice that turn Pokémon Pink if they consume it.

The Boss of the Orange Islands, a wise old man wearing a Grepa Berry shaped hats, had called her into the office that afternoon. The walls were adorned with charts and maps detailing the various locations of Pinkan Berry groves scattered across the island. "You know, dear," he began, his voice gentle yet firm, "the reason we don't sell these berries on the mainland market is to keep our little secret safe."

Jackle, who had been quietly playing with a paperclip on the floor, looked up at the mention of the berries. Her curiosity piqued, she typed a question into her unbreakable phone and held it up to the Slowbro: "Why not sell the berries?"

The wise old man leaned back in his chair, stroking his chin thoughtfully. "You see, Jackle, the Pinkan Berries are more than just a novelty. This place is a sanctuary for rescued Pokémon, those who've suffered at the hands of cruel trainers or been abandoned or natural disaster. We use the berries as part of their healing process, turning them pink as a symbol of their newfound freedom and happiness." IslandExplorer nodded solemnly, realizing the gravity of the situation.

Jackle couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness for those poor Pokémon. Her mind raced with questions about how such a place remained hidden and who the few individuals were that knew of its existence. The old man continued, "We've managed to keep this place a secret for years because we rely on the kindness of those who stumble upon us. They see the joy the berries bring and agree to keep our sanctuary a secret. It's a sacred bond between us all."

He leaned in closer, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "But that's not all, Jackle. You see, we've also found a way to use the Pinkan Berry's natural pink color in the Human Business World without revealing our secret. The entertainment industry is always looking for the next big thing, and our Pinkan Berries have become quite the rave!" He chuckled, his laughter echoing through the quiet room. "They think it's some sort of exotic flower that's been processed into a chemical-free paint or makeup. We sell it to a few select suppliers under strict confidentiality agreements."

Jackle's eyes widened in amazement. She never imagined it being used in such a way as a None Consumable Products. "So, when the celebrities are flaunting those gorgeous pink hair streaks or use them for a new shade of pink paint or when models rock those vivid pink lipsticks, they're actually wearing Pinkan Berries?" She though in amazement.

The Old Mam laugh at her reaction "The Very Reason why no one has Discovered our Secret, I made sure to make it clear that it's not edible and lied they can get sick." He giggled "Imagine trying to explain to them that Eating Straight Up Paint or Nail Polish is a Terrible Ideas, plus no one will ever thought of trying to eat Makeup or others None Consumable Products." Unless their Dumb he thought.

[THE CHILDREN POV]

Young Brendan, his cheeks flushed with excitement, dashed up to his friends, Dave and Belle, outside the schoolyard. His brown hair fluttered in the breeze, matching the enthusiasm in his blue eyes. "Guys, you won't believe it!" he panted, pulling out three large Ocean Mystery packs from his backpack. "My mom scored these from the new Pinkan's shop downtown!"

Dave, with his electric blue hair standing out against the backdrop of a typical school afternoon, grinned from ear to ear. His yellow eyes gleamed with excitement. "Whoa, dude! Your mom's the best!" Meanwhile, Belle, her fiery orange locks complementing her emerald eyes, couldn't contain her jealousy. "Why does your mom always get the cool stuff?" she complained, playfully punching Brendan's shoulder.

Belle's expression changed to one of delight as she revealed her own goodies. "But wait! My dad got us these!" She held up three large Pink Berry Lemonades, the condensation on the bottles sparkling in the sunlight. "He said they sold out so fast, he had to fight through a crowd for these!" The trio couldn't help but laugh at the image of Mr. Smith, usually so mild-mannered, fighting his way through a sea of eager customers.

Dave, not to be outdone, pulled out three stickers from his pocket, each displaying the playful silhouette of Pinkan. "My folks couldn't get the drinks, but they managed to grab these!" He slapped one onto his backpack with a grin. "It's like having our own little piece of Pinkan magic, right?"

The three friends sat down in the shade of a nearby tree, eagerly tearing into the Ocean Mysteries and sipping the sweet lemonade. The candy inside was an explosion of tropical flavors that danced across their tongues, leaving a trail of happiness in their wake. Brendan's eyes grew wide as he pulled out a piece shaped like a starfish. "Whoa, look at this one!" he exclaimed, holding it up for the others to see.

Dave examined the starfish gummy with a mix of amazement and skepticism. "What's Pokémon is this?" he asked, peering closely at the gummy.

"It's not a Pokémon, you goof!" Belle teased, her voice bubbling with excitement as she pointed at the packaging. "It says they're sea creatures, and the flavors are a mystery!"

Dave's yellow eyes lit up as he finally saw the tiny text behind the glowing sticker. "Oh, man, I totally missed that!" He popped the mystery jelly into his mouth, his eyes scrunching up in anticipation. The flavor burst was unexpected, a delightful blend of sweet and tart that made him shout, "This one's definitely my favorite the Manta Ray!" He offered the pack to Belle, who eagerly picked out a jelly shaped like a lobster.

Belle took a dainty bite, her eyes closing as she savored the taste. "Mmm, I definitely don't know what flavor it is but it tastes great!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with delight. The trio laughed and chatted away, swapping theories about the mysterious flavors and sharing their love for the whimsical shapes. They were so engrossed in their little adventure that they barely noticed the bell signaling the end of the school day.

As they enjoyed their snacks, Brendan took a deep sip of the Pink Berry Lemonade, his eyes lighting up. "Guys, you've gotta try this with the gummy!" He popped a jellyfish into his mouth, chasing it with a mouthful of lemonade. The combination was surprisingly delightful, the tartness of the lemonade contrasting perfectly with the sweetness of the gummy.

Dave and Belle followed suit, their eyes widening with wonder as they experienced the unique symphony of flavors. "Wow, Brendan, you're a genius!" exclaimed Dave, his cheeks bulging with jellies as he chewed. Belle nodded in agreement, her emerald eyes sparkling. "This is like nothing I've ever tasted before!" she said, licking her lips.

The three friends sat there, basking in the glow of their newfound favorite snack combination, the chatter of the schoolyard fading into the background. The Pink Berry Lemonade and Ocean Mystery Gummies had become more than just treats; they were an escape from the mundane, a little slice of wonder in their ordinary lives.

[Pinkan's POV]

Pinkan looked around the serene beach, the waves lapping gently against the shore and Wingull crying out overhead. She felt a sudden burst of inspiration, her mind racing with the sweet whispers of a new creation. She glanced around to ensure she was alone, her heart fluttering with excitement. The last thing she needed was for her secret to be discovered by curious eyes.

Guide, ever the attentive father figure, sensed her need for a moment of privacy and with a gentle whoosh, a plush beach chair and matching umbrella appeared before her. The chair was a vibrant shade of blue, with a pattern of white clouds that looked like they were floating in the sky. He knew she needed a comfortable spot to sit and muse over her newest idea.

With a grateful smile, Pinkan settled into the chair, the warm sand shifting beneath her. She looked up at Guide's projection, which had taken the form of an older, wiser Meowth. "Dad," she began, her voice filled with wonder, "Do Red Velvet and Blue Cookie Monster Ice Cream exist in the Pokémon world?"

Guide's digital eyes narrowed as he considered her question. "They definitely don't exist here," he replied. "So have Fun Experimenting with those unique flavors." His voice was warm and encouraging, a gentle nudge for her to explore her creativity.

Her heart racing with excitement, Pinkan described her vision of a color-shifting ice cream cake. The base would be a rich red velvet, a flavor she has eaten in her past life, while the ice cream layers would alternate between vanilla cinnamon and the whimsical taste of Blue Cookie Monster. The frosting, she decided, would be a fluffy cloud of whipped cream, a soft contrast to the bold flavors beneath. And putting her logo on a stick, crafted from sugar, would crown the top.

Guide's expression grew thoughtful. "Let's make it happen," he said, his digital voice filled with excitement. In a flash, a temporary kitchen appeared around them, complete with gleaming counters and a state-of-the-art oven. The ingredients she needed were already laid out, ready to be transformed into her latest masterpiece.

Pinkan's eyes widened as she took in the sight, She's definitely excited the kitchen looked like it had been plucked from the pages of a gourmet magazine, shimmering with clean surfaces and gleaming appliances. "Thank you, Dad!" she exclaimed, her voice a mix of excitement and gratitude. She jumped up from the chair and began to dance around the kitchen, her clawed feet leaving little imprints in the sand.

Guide chuckled at her enthusiasm, his digital projection watching her with affectionate amusement. "Remember, Safety first, Pinkan," he reminded her, his voice echoing slightly in the sudden stillness of the beach.

With a nod, Pinkan opened the U.V Marketplace on her phone and began to browse through the ingredients needed for her color-shifting ice cream cake. She carefully selected the finest cocoa for the red velvet base, the richest cream for the vanilla cinnamon and blue cookie monster ice cream, and the purest sugar for the whipped cream frosting. Each ingredient was meticulously chosen, as she knew that the quality of her products reflected her own pride and care.

As the items teleported into the kitchen, she set to work, her little paws moving with surprising dexterity as she measured and mixed the ingredients. The scent of baking cake soon wafted through the salty sea air, mingling with the sweetness of melting ice cream. The temporary kitchen was a whirlwind of activity, with Pinkan's green, blue, and pink claws darting here and there, creating a delightful mess.

Once the cake was cooled and the ice cream layers were ready, she picked up the airbrush, her eyes focused on the task at hand. She had watched countless tutorials and knew the technique well, but this was her first time creating something so intricate and delicate. The anticipation of seeing her creation come to life was almost too much to bear.

Starting with the red velvet, she painted the sides of the cake with a gentle touch, allowing the color to seep into the peaks and valleys of the frosting. Then, holding her breath, she switched to the blue, creating a mesmerizing pattern that swirled around the cake. The color-shifting effect was more stunning than she had ever imagined.

The final touch was her logo, a stick with a dancing Pinkan outline, which she placed gently into the whipped cream. The stick was made of a special sugar that would dissolve slowly, leaving the delightful taste of sweetness on the tongue without overpowering the other flavors. She stepped back and admired her work, her heart swelling with pride. It was a masterpiece, a fusion of her love for the Pokémon world and her unique culinary imagination.

Guide, his projection watching from the side, clapped his paws together in delight. "You've outdone yourself, Pinkan," he said, his digital voice filled with pride. "This cake is going to be a hit. But remember, it's not just about the taste; it's about the joy you bring to others."

Pinkan nodded, her eyes shining with determination. "I know, Dad," she said, using her phone to capture the cake from every angle. She knew that she had to make sure every detail was perfect before she brought it to the market. "But first, I need to add something special to the base."

Guide's projection hovered closer, curiosity piqued. "What do you have in mind?"

"I want to add a art theme border to the cake," Pinkan explained, her tail swishing with excitement. "It'll look like the cake is sitting on a art platform, and it'll make the colors pop even more!" She searched through the U.D Marketplace app, her paws moving deftly over the screen as she searched for the perfect edible art material.

With a triumphant meow, she found it: "Artist Thene Sprinkles." A tap of her claw and the ingredient appeared in a jar before her. Carefully, she sprinkled the fine, colorful grains around the base of the cake, creating a delicate border that mimicked the artist passion around them. The sun caught the glitter in the sprinkles, casting a warm glow across the ice cream cake.

Guide watched her with a proud smile. "You're a natural, Pinkan. Your creativity is limitless."

Pinkan's cheeks grew pinker under her fur, and she looked up at him with a grateful smile.

Once the border was in place, Pinkan picked up the airbrush again, her paws steady despite her excitement. Starting with the blue side of the cake, she carefully applied the first layer of color. The sun glinted off the fine nozzle, casting a rainbow across the curves as the spray of paint danced over the frosting. She worked slowly, making sure each stroke was deliberate and precise, creating a gradient that melted seamlessly from blue to purple and then into the deep red of the velvet cake.

Moving to the opposite side, she switched colors, choosing a vibrant shade of green to complement the blue. With the same meticulous attention to detail, she painted intricate waves that mirrored the patterns on the blue side. The green bled into the yellow, creating a sunburst effect that made the cake seem alive with energy. The color-shifting magic was beginning to take shape before their eyes.

Guide watched her work with a sense of wonder, his digital fur ruffling in the breeze. "Your dedication to your craft is inspiring, Pinkan," he said. "You have a true artist's soul."

Pinkan blushed again, the compliment warming her more than the sun on her back. She took a step back, tilting her head to the side as she studied the cake from various angles. The colors shifted and played in the light, the effect more stunning than she had ever hoped for.

With a gleeful giggle, she pulled out her unbreakable enchanted phone, its screen glowing with excitement. She tapped on the camera app, the high-quality camera lens popping out with a satisfying click. Carefully, she positioned the cake on a platter that appeared from thin air, the platter spinning lazily to show off every angle. The camera hovered around it, capturing the majesty of her creation from all sides.

"Okay, Dad," she said, her voice filled with excitement. "Let's make a video for the customers!" She began to record, her paws steady as she guided the phone. The cake spun gently, the colors dancing and swirling like a kaleidoscope of flavor. She knew her fans would love the sneak peek before it hit the market.

Once the video was to her liking, she posted it with a caption that made her friends' hearts flutter. "Guys, check out the Color Shifting Cake! Available tomorrow at Pinkan's Sweet Spot! And sorry, the Pink Berry Lemonade and Ocean Mysteries are just too popular. Sold out! Thanks for the love, can't wait to share more sweetness with you all!" She added a winking emoji with a heart for good measure.

As soon as the post went live, notifications began to pour in. The comments section exploded with excitement and anticipation. "Pinkan, you're a genius!" "Can't wait to taste the rainbow!" "Can't wait to try it!" The love and support from her online community filled her with joy, and she knew she had made the right decision to share her creation.

With a satisfied sigh, Pinkan tucked her phone back into her pocket and turned to appreciate the serene beauty of the beach once more before slipping her paws into her slip-on shoes. She took a deep breath of the salty air and headed to the left, as Guide had instructed. Her heart was light, her paws feeling as though they barely touched the sand as she walked.

The journey ahead was long, but she didn't mind. The thrill of the adventure and the thought of bringing joy to others with her creations kept her spirits high.

Guide's projection grew serious as he scanned the horizon. "Pinkan, remember, the path of a pacifist is not always easy. You must be prepared to face challenges that may require more than just your culinary skills."

Pinkan nodded solemnly, her eyes reflecting the wisdom beyond her kitten-like features. "I know, Dad. But I have my Talk no Jutsu, and I believe in the good in everyone. If I can just make them understand, maybe they'll find peaceful way to avoid conflict."

Her dad's projection gave her a warm smile. "That's the spirit, Pinkan. But always be cautious. Some Pokémon or Human may not be as open to your words as others."

With a final nod, Pinkan turned to the left, her eyes on the distant horizon. The beach stretched out before her, a canvas of white sand and blue-green water. The gentle breeze carried the scent of salt and promise.

[Social Media POV]

The post about the Color Shifting Cake spread like wildfire across the Pokémon social media platforms, captivating the eyes and imagination of all who stumbled upon it. The video of Pinkan's latest creation had everyone talking. The way the frosting shimmered and changed colors with every graceful spin of the platter was nothing short of mesmerizing. The artisans and bakers alike couldn't help but marvel at the seamless transitions of color, the intricate patterns playing across the cake's surface as if painted by a masterful brush.

One artist, known for their elaborate Pokémon-themed sculptures, posted a comment filled with awe. "How on earth did she do that? The technique is just mind-blowing!" The question was met with a flurry of responses, each one more speculative than the last. Some suggested it was a new form of food coloring, others whispered of rare Pokémon berries with magical properties. The mystery only served to heighten the allure of Pinkan's confectionery masterpiece.

Another artist, specializing in intricate fondant designs, was particularly intrigued by the curvy, flowing lines of the frosting. They posted a series of questions, eager to understand the secret behind such a delicate and fluid shape. "Is it a new piping technique? Or maybe she's discovered a way to manipulate the frosting with her claws?" The conversation grew, with more and more people weighing in, each eager to crack the code of Pinkan's culinary enigma.

As the anticipation grew, so did the excitement. The mysterious flavor of the Color Shifting Cake became the topic of countless debates and theories. Some swore it had to be a combination of tropical berries, while others argued for a more sophisticated blend of exotic fruits. The mystery only added to the allure, making the cake the talk of the town.

Dorothy, the rich lady with the elegant Dewgong, watched the video with a smile playing on her lips. She remembered the delightful surprise of Pinkan's Ocean Mysteries, which she and her Dewgong had savored as a Snack at one of her high-society gatherings. The memory of the refreshing taste and the playfulness of the flavors made her eager to try this new creation. She tapped the screen of her phone, sending a direct message to Pinkan's account. "Reserve a Color Shifting Cake for me and Dewgong tomorrow, my dear! We simply must share this delight with our friends!"

Her Dewgong bobbed its head in agreement, its feathered hat fluttering in the gentle air conditioning. Dorothy giggled and gave her companion a pat on the head. "You know how much I adore unique treats, and Pinkan hasn't disappointed me yet," she whispered, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

The beach market was abuzz with the news of Pinkan's latest invention. Trainers and Pokémon alike whispered about the enigmatic kitten who could whip up the most amazing desserts without revealing her recipes. The anticipation grew with each passing moment, the air thick with sweet mystery.

[Pinkan's POV]

Pinkan's paws sunk into the soft grass as she padded through the field, her eyes wide with wonder at the vibrant sea of colors that surrounded her. The scent of the flowers was intoxicating, a sweet symphony that filled her nose and brought a smile to her face. In the distance, the majestic mountains stood proudly, their peaks kissed by the setting sun, while the gentle waves of the beach whispered sweet nothings to the shore. It was a scene so peaceful, so serene, it was easy to forget the challenges she had faced in her past life.

Her stomach rumbled, reminding her that she hadn't eaten since lunch. She reached into her pocket, pulling out a handful of Pinkan Berries. As she noticed her fur is slowly turning to their original colors, as she took a bite the sweet juice with a hint of tartness touches her taste buds, She watched her fur slowly turning pink again, the way she liked it.

As she chewed thoughtfully, her phone let out a soft ping. She looked down, her eyes lighting up as she saw it was a message from Dorothy. The excitement of having a high-profile customer like her made her heart flutter. She quickly typed back, "Of course, I'd be happy to reserve two large Color Shifting Cakes for you and Dewgong! They'll be in a gorgeous package that I've designed just for you!"

The image of Dorothy's delighted smile filled her mind as she pictured the elegant lady and her majestic Dewgong enjoying her creation together. She tucked her phone back into her pocket, the light from the screen fading away as she took in the beauty of the field.

The gentle hum of the grass beneath her and the sweet lullaby of the distant waves soon had her feeling drowsy. With a yawn, she stretched her sturdy legs and lay down, her body sinking into the plush embrace of the field. The soft whispers of the flowers around her grew quieter, as if they were tucking her in for the night. She closed her eyes, letting the gentle scent of the Pinkan Berries mingle with the blooms, creating a heavenly bouquet that soothed her soul.

Guide's projection hovered over her, his digital eyes filled with a mix of concern and affection. "Pinkan, are you sure this is safe?"

Pinkan nodded sleepily. "I trust you, Dad," she murmured. "You've always kept me safe."

With a reassuring nod, Pinkan curled up into a ball, her overalls rustling against the cool grass. The soft whispers of the field lulled her into a peaceful slumber. Guide hovered protectively, his projection casting a warm glow around her. He knew the importance of her rest and made sure no harm would come to her.

As she slept, the world around her grew quiet. The crickets began their nightly symphony, and the stars twinkled like diamonds scattered across the velvet sky. A gentle breeze caressed the blades of grass, bending them into a soft, undulating dance.